Engelse versie
You can say just what you like
You can say just what you like
In my quick-fisted country
With your lips tightly sealed
And your opinion sprayed in black
And your feet planted in the earth
Whenever I dream I dream of you
As every day grows colder
But people here are there to be
As I stand here in water and our queen
Has a cartwheel hat that’s filled with air
As every day grows shorter and colder
In my country people are equal
For who wants to live a lie
And walk into that clear light
With your eyes shut tight
Holland has a queen
With a cartwheel hat that’s filled with air
Whenever I dream I dream of you
With my hands over water

